About

The Voice Behind Midlife Accent

A woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and white clothing standing on a large, layered red rock formation in a desert landscape, holding a camera or phone.

Salute!

I’m Maria Truitt (officially), but Martrutt is my alter ego, like a superhero, but without the cape or the questionable spandex.

I’m fueled by tea, relentless curiosity, and the kind of stubborn magic that keeps me reinventing myself, even when life hurls curveballs disguised as flaming pineapples in a monsoon."

Change doesn’t ask permission. It leaps in, loud, unpredictable, and fluent in surprise.

Whether we like it or not, we all grow. We shed skins, outgrow old stories, and reinvent our lives, again and again. And with each transformation, our voice shifts too. A new tone. A different rhythm. A freshly minted accent, not inherited, but earned through grit, grace, and a few cosmic pranks.

Sometimes my voice is bold. Other times, soft like moss or sharp like truth. Once it sounded British by accident (long story). But always, it’s mine, reshaped by the wild terrain of reinvention.

I collect these voices like coffee mugs: chipped, vibrant, and rich with memory. Each one a reminder that reinvention doesn’t just change your path, it changes how you speak to yourself and the world.

Find me at martrutt_@midlifeaccent.com. Be patience. Sometimes I’m too busy trying to figure out my life, crafting a green elixir in a blender, or wandering too far down the jungle of my mind, pondering the secret immortality of lobsters, ancient, armored dreamers who never age and never RSVP to time.

Close-up of a smiling woman's face with light makeup.

Martrutt

Founder of Midlife Accent

About MIDLIFE ACCENT

When people hear “midlife,” they usually picture someone in their 50s buying a red convertible and questioning everything.

But let’s get real: if someone kicks the cosmic bucket at 70, their actual midlife was 35.

See what I’m saying here?

We only call it “midlife” at 50 because we’re guessing. Truth is, none of us knows our expiration date. Which means midlife isn’t an age. It’s a vibe! A moment, a deep-in-your-gut craving for more.

Reinvention doesn’t check your birth certificate before it shows up. So whether you’re 29, 49, or 79, if you’re itching for change, congratulations: you’re right on time.

Got an idea? I’d love to hear it.

I’m slightly chaotic, semi-organized, fully human, just like you!